The tired twig broke.
A lone Leaf went into a free fall.
It softly landed on the ant hole.
A bustling empire descended into permanent darkness.

Another day to make my dreams come true
Sending all the love that may nurture me
And the people I loved
I'm thankful for all the experiences
that I've been through
The lessons in life that taught me
to voice out and to stand up.
With courage in my heart
With practice of moving forward
With attentive eyes
I found my way
To understand each of them.
the natural resources
of mother earth's biggest
influences to me
That is what, it keeps me grounded.

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Morn’s lingering mist...
Silently skimming
off the water’s edge.

          Deft tendrils reach out,
          to playfully
          taunt and tease...

Digging and uncovering...
Like a slow and worn...
But trusty dredge.

          Unearthing unwelcomed
          memories of (c)old,
          like an abrupt winter’s breeze.


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